Posted in Camera Lucida: Stone
“But which is the stone
that supports the bridge?”
Kublai Khan
Stepping Stone
A leap of faith in one go
Into the great unknown
Follow the grey brick road
To where ever it may flow
Monthly Archives: February 2017
Mr Plow
Posted in Daily Photo
“I’m Mr. Plow and I’m here to say,
I’m the plowingest guy in the USA.
I got a big plow and I move a lot of things,
just like your cow if you have one!”
Homer Simpson
Mr Plow
When you are in trouble
And it’s snowing full throttle
No need to struggle
Just call on the double
Mr Plow
Here is how
Feel the wow
Before you raise
An eyebrow
All gone is
The snow
Mr Plow
En Route
Posted in Daily Photo
“A railroad station?
That was sort of a primitive airport,
only you didn’t have to take a cab
20 miles out of town to reach it.”
Russell Baker
En route
Public transit, oh what joy!
But, before you shout ahoy
Read this story of ploy
Early morning in
I was really in a hurry
The venue was set in the city
And feeling a little giddy
After all travelling by train
Was not something to do in vain
Especially in the middle of winter
With temperatures below zero
And myself certainly no sprinter
And even less of a hero
Reaching the train station
After half jogging the way
Then I heard the notification
The train had been delayed
No indication as to arrival time
But they told us, all was fine
Just a minor snafu
The train would be there in a few
A few minutes went by
On the platform standing by
Then after a while
Waiting for the train to arrive
I was wishing I had taken the car
I would have been so very far
Oh what fun and joy!
Toes, fingers and nose freezing
The snow storm’s intensity increasing
Now I know, this was a winter’s ploy!
Red Gloves
Posted in Daily Photo
“My little pretty red gloves
bring me joy and warmth;
after all it is winter!”
Gun Roswell
Red Gloves
“This is when the gloves come off!” She stated with a huff and puff.
Throwing down the protective shielding onto the ground, she was about to defy all beliefs of what would happen when exposing yourself to the elements.
It was that time of the year, when the cold season had taken over. There was no hiding from the white powdery substance covering most of the northern world. The only thing to do to survive was to put as much woven garments on top of the skin as possible. The degrees sinking down below zero in the tens, sometimes even hundreds, this season lasted for a length of six moons.
But those damn mittens! How they irritated her, especially today. They were always in the way. Grabbing things was not easy, not to mention holding a shovel.
She looked at the discarded gloves laying on the ground. Red against the whitest of snow. Pretty were they, she thought and kept staring at them, while her fingers were getting numb. Finally, as beckoning her, she scooped the offending mittens from the pile of snow, pulled them on and admired the colour and the feel of them.
Once again, she was happy in her gorgeous red mittens.
Seat in the Rain (two)
Posted in Seat Sunday
“A throne is only a bench covered with velvet”
Napoleon Bonaparte
Helsinki
Night falls
Time stalls
Rain falls
Time towards
The home to hall
This bench
Was none too comfy
Anyways
Seat in the Rain (one)
Posted in Seat Sunday
“A throne is only a bench covered with velvet”
Napoleon Bonaparte
London
Sitting down,
With a big frown
On a rainy day in London
Wondering, if all the fun is gone
Then the earth shakes
And finally, the day breaks
The weather turning
Smile, re-occuring
Time for,
Some more exploring
Cat in the Bag
Posted in Caturday
“Women and cats
will do as they please,
and men and dogs should relax
and get used to the idea”
Robert A. Heinlein
Cat in the Bag
“I keep my cat
In my handbag”
Said the old hag
And, with a snag
Lighting a fag
“It’s not a gag,
so just cut me some slack”
She quickly snapped
As she zigzagged
A price tag
Like a yellow flag
Flashing on her ragtag
And out of fashion coat
Stepping into a boat
Flinging in her large tote
The cat sprung out
And onto the float
In a few quick strokes
She rowed across the moat
Sunny Days (three)
Posted in Daily Photo
“I do hope
that our spring
will be starting shortly
and we will all be able
to enjoy some sunshine
again”
Lesley Garrett
Sunny Days
Sunshine and clouds
The neighbourhood shrouds
Light and shadows
The inhabitants enclose
Sunny Days (two)
Posted in Daily Photo
“I do hope
that our spring
will be starting shortly
and we will all be able
to enjoy some sunshine
again”
Lesley Garrett
Sunny Days
Bring your tote
Hire a boat
Let your life float
Sunny Days (one)
Posted in Daily Photo
“I do hope
that our spring
will be starting shortly
and we will all be able
to enjoy some sunshine
again”
Lesley Garrett
Sunny Days
Seaside is the place to be
As close as possible, to the sea
Sunshine and sailboats
Where ever which way
Your eyes float
Rantings Of A Third Kind 